The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and Literature for the Year ...

J. Dodsley, 1812

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420 ページ - I die: remove far from me vanity and lies: give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with food convenient for me: lest I be full, and deny thee, and say, "Who is the Lord?" or lest I be poor, and steal, and take the name of my God in vain.
441 ページ - That the freedom of speech and debates or proceedings in parliament ought not to be impeached or questioned in any court or place out of parliament.
708 ページ - Yet, once again, forgive my feeble sway, And little reck I of the censure sharp May idly cavil at an idle lay. Much have I owed thy strains on life's long way, Through secret woes the world has never known, When on the weary night dawned wearier day, And bitterer was the grief devoured alone. — • That I o'erlive such woes, Enchantress ! is thine own.
715 ページ - Thomas, I must die : Would I could see my Sally, and could rest My throbbing temples on her faithful breast, And gazing, go ! — if not, this trifle take, And say, till death I wore it for her sake ; Yes ! I must die — blow on, sweet breeze, blow on ! Give me one look, before my life be gone, Oh ! give me that, and let me not despair, One last fond look — and now repeat the prayer.
324 ページ - March, 1813; and to permit such persons in Great Britain as have omitted to make and file affidavits of the execution of indentures of clerks to attornies and solicitors, to make and file the same on or before the 1st day of Hilary term, 1813.
480 ページ - Union, and notwithstanding thereof, remain in all time coming within Scotland, as it is now constituted by the Laws of that Kingdom, and with the same Authority and Privileges as before the Union, subject nevertheless to such Regulations for the better Administration of Justice as shall be made by the Parliament of Great Britain...
702 ページ - And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace A nymph, a naiad, or a grace, Of finer form, or lovelier face...
707 ページ - The heath this night must be my bed, The bracken curtain for my head, My lullaby the warder's tread. Far, far from love and thee, Mary; To-morrow eve, more stilly laid, My couch may be my bloody plaid, My vesper song, thy wail, sweet maid ! It will not waken me, Mary.
722 ページ - They feel the calm delight, and thus proceed Through the green lane, then linger in the mead, Stray o'er the heath in all its purple bloom, And pluck the blossom where the wild bees hum...
715 ページ - White was his better linen, and his check Was made more trim than any on the deck; And every comfort men at sea can know Was hers to buy, to make, and to bestow : For he to Greenland...